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Chapter 8
Kole assisted Mila out of the window without them being seen. She let loose a curse as she stepped on her dress. She breathed, bringing in clean air. The gas from the ballroom burned her lungs and the fresh air was a relief. She broke into a string of coughs, trying to breathe in deeply as she assessed the area.
The street was dark and currently empty, aside from the cars parked along it. Kole silently dropped down beside her and grabbed her arm.
“This way.” He pointed down the street, away from where the police sirens echoed through the air. Red and blue lights could be seen flashing at the corner of the street.
“Where are we going?” she asked as she walked quickly alongside him. She looked around, ensuring no one was following them. Her glock rested in her hand, locked and loaded. She was comforted by the feel of it and was ready to shoot at anyone who may jump out at them.
Who the fuck wanted her so badly that they would risk the wrath of the Black Society and storm into their event? Whoever this was better run. The Black Society would be the least of their worries. She would go after them, and she didn’t care how long it took, she would rip them apart with her bare hands.
“Getting you to safety,” he replied, pulling his phone from his pocket. The echoes of the sirens could be heard down the street. Kole spoke briefly to someone on the phone, giving them their location.
He turned to her and his eyes dropped to her weapon. “Put that away. We don’t want to draw attention to anyone.”
She stared at him and met his hard gaze. She reached down and pulled up her dress, exposing her thigh-high stockings. She strapped her weapon into her holster and dropped her dress, concealing it.
“Nice,” he murmured. His eyes caressed her body before meeting her glare. Her breath caught in her throat from the heat of his gaze.
“Thanks,” she replied. “It comes in handy for occasions such as these.”
Her body tensed as a dark sedan pulled up alongside them. Kole grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him as he led her to the vehicle.
“It wasn’t your gun I was referring to,” he murmured in her ear as he opened the back door and waved her in. She muttered a curse as she felt her cheeks grow warm.
She couldn’t understand the affect he had on her. She entered the car and settled into her seat. Kole followed behind and shut the door, enclosing them away from the rest of the world. Their bodies swayed as the car pulled off.
“I’m sorry your date was ruined with Meghan,” she said, breaking the silence. “You can drop me off at a friend’s house.”
He shook his head as he gazed out the window.
“It’s not a problem. Meg will understand, and as for me dropping you off at a friend’s, not happening. Your acquaintances will be the first place they look for you,” he said, turning his dark eyes to her.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked, finding herself unable to look away from his heated gaze.
What was the matter with her?Around him, she found herself unable to control herself.
“For tonight, my place.”
“What?” Her eyes widened at the thought. His place? Oh no, bad idea.
“Look, my organization is the rival to the Tokhan. No one will suspect that you’re with me. My place is safe, and in the morning, I’ll make the arrangements to move you.”
Excitement filled her as he spoke. She knew that he was right. No one would suspect that a Petrovna would be hiding in the house of a Bozovic. The thought of spending the night with him had her core clenching. But then the blonde’s face came to mind, snuffing her excitement. She nodded her head and turned and watched the city skyline pass. Silence filled the vehicle again as she got lost in her thoughts.
“I don’t want to cause any trouble with you and your girlfriend by spending the night at your place,” she admitted, breaking the silence in the car.
“You won’t,” he replied, turning to her.
Shit.
Just what she needed, to be forced to spend the night with the object of her desires. This was going to be a long night.
* * *
Kole glancedat Mila as Andre pulled the car into the back driveway of his home.
Andre Barber was an African-American man in his mid-thirties. He was one of Kole’s most trusted men who had worked for him for years. Andre started out at working in the shipping yard of Belotov Shipping. He had a great work ethic and was someone who stood out to Kole.
